Monday, March 13, 2006

First you begin with the body, the memory of the body,you unfold it like paper, the crease between thumb and finger, you sayhere is her arm, leg. You open your mouth,the nest where you have placed your tongue.Remember, it is impossible to rememberwithout reflection so you go to the water.Here is the water. You take hereyes beneath glass, beneath mirrors—chrysanthemums under sky, underwater.